Sunday, May 06, 2012

Impatiently Waiting

It usually takes me at least 6 months living somewhere before it actually feels like home to me. But, I just wish this process would speed up a bit. I have loved moving around so much in the 11 years that Cory and I have been married. The experiences we've had, the people we've met...I wouldn't change a thing. I have loved living in so many places. So many people, places, and experiences that have broadened my perspective and made me into the person I am today. But, I'm just really dragging my feet this time around. I'm not sure why. Maybe it is because I'm getting older and don't want to feel like I'm starting over once again or maybe I'm just needing to have a better attitude. Whatever the reason, I need to get over it. I love our house, I love that I'm finally sleeping in my own bed again, I love that I'm with my family, I love that Cory loves his new job, and I love that I'm actually living close to family now....but, everything else....not loving so much. What's my deal?!?! I know what you are thinking....it just takes time. I know it does. But...I'm just feeling so impatient.

2 comments:

The Allphins said...

Wow, you're lucky. It takes me longer than 6 months to feel at home. As far as friends and our ward, it took me 3 years to feel at home here. Maybe because the whole time I thought it was a short-term thing, and maybe because I'm not a social butterfly :)

Carrie said...

I know what you mean. We just moved but haven't made it to the house part...We are temporarily living my Aaron's parents while we wait to see if the bank excepts the offer we put in on a short sale house. I am having a really hard time being patient...I am so happy for you that this move brought you closer to family. The rest will fall into place...Congrats on the marathon by the way!!! You go girl! :)

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